Adventures in Unconsciousness

On the night of Thanksgiving, we got home around 7 pm.  The kids had not yet had their baths and we were running a bit behind on our evening routine.  Vivienne climbed up into the learning tower (kind of like a high step stool with a railing), and I was singing a song to her and tickling her.  She doubled over giggling, and she fell through the railing onto the hard tile floor of the kitchen. 

Vivienne immediately did the breath-holding thing that toddlers do right before they let out a loud cry (usually when they're frightened or hurt suddenly).  I immediately picked her up and carried her to the couch.  Meanwhile, her eyes rolled back in her head and she passed out.  She was sitting on the couch like a rag doll with her arms and legs splayed.  She was only unconscious for about a second (literally about 1 second), and then she woke up and started screaming.  It scared me to death, and I cried along with her.  She was inconsolable and skipped her bath because she just wanted to snuggle and suck her thumb.  Luckily, before we put them to bed, she had gotten back to her old self and was talking, counting, etc.

During this time, I was debating as to whether or not we needed to take her to the ER.  Of course, we're not particularly cautious parents (well, I guess I'm not?), so we didn't even call the doctor.  The next day, she seemed fine as well.  We had Evelyn's 4-month visit that next day, so I asked the pediatrician whether we should have taken her to the hospital.  She said that because she fell less than 3 feet and she was walking normally and not speaking Mandarin, we were ok.

Here's to hoping she never hits her head and starts speaking another language!